A slow retrospective on a season of writing, and the quiet transition now opening between fatigue, clarity, and the return to earth.
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Hi Pascal,
Thank you for your posts and for the thoughtful discussions we’ve shared - they’ve been genuinely inspiring to read. It makes complete sense that after such an intense creative period, there comes a moment to pause and recharge. The end of the year is naturally a time for reflection and slowing down.
I’ll be following along and looking forward - patiently - to whatever you decide to write next when the time is right.
Wishing you a restful season ahead!
To Sylwia
Thank you for these words — and for the subtle repetition that reminds me even the best texts sometimes carry a duplicate in the buffer.
You’ve understood exactly what this pause is about: not so much a stop as a recentering, a return to the rhythm of the body and of code. Our exchanges have been a compass during these months of writing. Your way of reading — slow, deep, attentive to the cracks — has changed the way I write.
I’m turning back toward the concrete, toward functions that return what they promise, toward the legaltech project that’s been waiting its turn. Words will return, but only when they’re ready, and light.
Until then, I’ll carry your patience like a companion.
Wishing you a gentle winter.
You describe writing and coding as separate refuges that tides move between. Are you sure they aren't just two expressions of the same underlying need for clarity?
That’s a beautifully sharp question — and I think you’ve touched the heart of something I’ve felt but haven’t fully named.
You’re right: both writing and coding are, in essence, acts of making sense.
They’re two different grammars for the same deep need: to structure thought, to bring order to chaos, to translate the mess of experience into something that holds.
But if I try to distinguish them — and maybe this is where the “tide” metaphor holds — I’d say:
Writing feels like mapping.
It’s exploratory, open-ended. It allows ambiguity, rhythm, silence.
It’s how I understand what I don’t yet know.
Coding feels like building.
It’s declarative, logical, constrained by syntax and runtime.
It’s how I make what I’ve understood usable.
In that sense, they’re not separate refuges — they’re different rooms in the same house.
Sometimes I need the window view (writing).
Sometimes I need the foundation (code).
But you’re right: underneath both lies the same search for clarity.
What shifts, perhaps, is not the need, but the mode that meets it — and the body’s way of saying, “Enough mapping. Time to build.”
Thank you for asking this.
It makes the transition feel less like a departure, and more like a change of tools.
Your writing is poetic. Amazing!
I comment here because I happened to have similar thought two days ago after reading a post: dev.to/juliecodestack/comment/349bb.
Before writing, we don't know the answer of the question. We're thinking and finding the answer in the process. As you say, writing is understanding something.
Before coding, we usually have a solution in mind. As you say, coding is building something.
Thank you, Julie — that’s a beautiful way to put it.
I think writing and coding don’t start from the same place.
When I write, I’m often exploring something I don’t fully understand yet. The text becomes a way to think, to clarify, sometimes even to discover what the real question was.
Coding feels different. There’s usually an intention first — a structure in mind — and the act of coding is about giving that structure a form in the world.
But maybe the interesting moment is when the two meet: when writing helps us understand what we’re building, and coding forces us to be precise about what we think.
Very insightful perspective! Thank you, Pascal!
When I read your comment, two images suddenly flashed in my mind. Writing is like weaving a net, while coding is like a tree growing. Writing is to find structure, while coding is to build from structure.
"writing helps us understand what we’re building, and coding forces us to be precise about what we think." Yes, writing and coding can help us be clear and precise. What's more, they can help us do the other thing better.
That’s a beautiful pair of images — the net and the tree.
I like how they suggest movement in two directions: writing gathers and connects, while coding grows and solidifies.
What I’ve been discovering lately is that the boundary between the two keeps dissolving. The more I write about what I build, the more the architecture clarifies itself. And when I code, it often reshapes how I think and write about the problem.
Maybe that’s where things are heading for many of us: not choosing between writing and coding, but letting them evolve together as two ways of structuring thought — and making it real.
Your words carried a peaceful weight, and I felt every part of that transition you described. It’s rare to see someone write about fatigue and renewal with such grace. I’ll be following your journey whenever you choose to share again.
Thank you for these words — and for staying through the manifesto and now through the pause. That you followed from one text to the other says something about the kind of reader I was hoping to reach: someone who recognizes honesty when they see it, even when it says "I'm stopping for now."
The manifesto was about refusing to perform productivity. This pause is the same principle, lived. Sometimes the most honest thing you can do is admit the work is done — for now.
I'm glad the transition felt peaceful to you. That was the hardest part to get right: how to close a chapter without drama, without bitterness, just with clarity.
Your patience means more than you know. See you when the words are light again.
Thank you for sharing this — your honesty really stands out.
arrived here from your dev.stats post. Well, certainly i felt the fatigue this caused you. I suppose, in general, the joy of doing something, doing it good, feeling good (good critics, feeling of doing something good etc), making it custom and then like- a-must and being not-able-to undo it- cycle causes fatigue.
The things that started as a/like a hobby and then turned into a part of the body, a way of living...
I can relate that.
Thanks. I suppose you are already back, but whether not, have a nice break
Thanks for reading both. You nailed the cycle: joy → must → fatigue. I'm back now, and that break taught me the best work comes from curiosity, not obligation. The tool came from curiosity. "Respiration" came from exhaustion. Both resonated precisely because they weren't forced.